Blood Surfer City Paroles

Was a perfect creation

Had a little thing/ about surfers

Deeply in hate/ with posers surfers

At beach of Venice

In land of beautiful lies

In this bloody city

Did not like/ our surfer’s pretty

Role in play of his life

Seemed to be termination

Of a sonic surfer nation
Bloody surfer city

Designed armour in black

Another pity

Came by touch of water

Muting into killer shark

First surfers went to heaven

Week later eleven

Lost in space/ in poser’s race

Only some brave surfidiots

Swinging their positive power

In waves, passing every hour

Canvas of Venice painted in red

Camouflage called

Energy in/ bazooka’d him to pieces

Which were shown to drooling public

Sharkman gave a final smile

When puzzling back died in peace

God gave him nobel-

And George-Cross medal. Sonic star